User blog comment:Lordsunflash/The War For Mossflower/@comment-3135907-20110802205201

Flecla then espies it. At the base of this hill, a rowboat has been dragged by a beast...Weagler! They all rush down the other side of the hill and onto the seashore. Flecla immediately grabs a pretty shell and puts it in her satchel. "Well, y'see," Weagler was saying, "Me Blanny an' Skorab were walkin' along when wot d'yer know, this boat just washes up. Well, I spots it out o' th' corner o' me eye an' sez to meself, `now wouldn' this be nice fer gittin' around in!' An' so I sez to Blanny an'- an' Skorab 'ere, `Go on back ter camp an' bring the others, cos Flecla'd porb'ly like it.' An' so they does, an', well, 'ere it is."